"if i have to eat it, i might as well enjoy fucking your mom" - Eric the Red
there is an overwelmingly wreteched stench of smoke in the air right now. But you dont care, do you? i wouldnt expect much of you, the apple of my eye of the storm in my brain which needlessly rummages through my hope chest and kills all that pandora wished it would be.
HOLY FUCK. read that sentance again. it was sweet, but im hungry. Not for something sweet persay...
Sean just called me to say "wtf mate". havent talked to himn in a while, but now a while has past, and the present wins the election by a landslide.
Ive lost my train of thought yet again. I must regroup with my inner fuck, and get back to you. PEACE THE FUCK OUT.
-Demo
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